Move along folks; nothing to read here

I was all set to write something clever here, but something silly sucked the wind (ahem) out of my sails.

I stumbled across a blog written by some delightfully cantankerous person who calls herself "Weaselrina." In this particular entry, she documented, with photos, a rough day of shopping that started with sausage and ended up at the A&P. I would've loved to have been standing next to her when she took those photos. I'm not saying that I can be reduced to guffaws by all such humor. It could be the loss of that precious hour of sleep last night.

You be the judge: What drugs is the guy at the A & P on?